Tang Ning went to the yard, ready to go back to have a rest and then continue to sweep the floor. Unexpectedly, before he arrived at the yard, he saw that the red clothes hair praying wind had come back.
"Master!"
"Master, the matter has been done, and then they will come up and carry the wood back. In most half a month, they will be able to send everything up the mountain."
"Well, you can follow up on this and tell me when the things are sent up the mountain." She yawned and said, "I want to go back to sleep for a while. The wood is in the back mountain. You can find some monks to help you!"
"Good!" Qimufeng answered and watched him return to the hospital first. Then he left quickly and went to the monks for help.
At noon the next day.
The woman who knelt down and knocked at the ten thousand Buddhist temples, according to the sign, left the Buddhist gate and went all the way to the southwest. She always stopped to look at a child of the same age.
At noon, she came to the city. There were so many people in the busy street, both adults and children. Her eyes looked at the children playing in the street and looked at the hair tied on her tail finger.
The little monk said that if she met her son, the hair would prompt her. However, along the way, there was no change in the hair. It was quietly wrapped around her tail finger, and there was no movement.
"You need to go to the lower part of the southwest..."
Southwest lowlands?
The woman whispered softly. After entering the city, looking at the bustling street view, she walked to the southwest Street.
On the first day, she searched the city for a long time without a clue. After looking for her son for three years, she didn't expect to find her son in this city. After all, before she went to nawanfo temple, she passed through here and stayed here for most of a month to look for it, but she didn't find it. When she came here again, she felt that the chance of her son being here should not be high.
The next day, she was also turning in the southwest of the city, looking for children of the same age in the street. No matter the beggars on the street or the children held by their parents, as long as they were of the same age, she would stop to have a look, but still found nothing.
On the third day, there was still no clue.
Until, on the fourth day, she thought that searching for the southwest direction was not necessarily in this city. Moreover, she had stayed here for half a month and couldn't find it. Now she has been looking for three or four days, but there is no clue. Maybe her son is not in this place.
So, at noon of the fourth day, after she bought some dry food to eat on the road, she was ready to leave, but she didn't want to, in the busy street, a small figure quickly drilled through her side. At that moment, the hair of her tail finger, which had been unresponsive, was tightened at this moment, making her tail finger slightly painful.
"Children..."
After she was stunned, she suddenly came back to her mind. When she wanted to catch up with her, she saw people coming and going on the street, but the little figure did not know where to go.
A fat man dressed in royal robes came panting. After he could not find the child who had stolen his things, he was angry and scolded: "damn thief! I'll have to chop his hand if I catch him! " Words fall, see a shadow standing in front of him.